#ch: eddie brock

[levithestripper]

i need to see eddie and venom making out sloppy style

[the-boy-king-rp-multi]

Misery.

That's all Eddie Brock felt right now. It had been weeks since the chaos had erupted on Area 51- And he'd awoken with the crushing reality that Venom really was just.. gone, and that he'd never felt such gut wrenching heartbreak in his entire fucking life. He'd felt more whole than this when he and Anne had split up. Sure, his name was finally cleared now.. but at what cost?

He'd returned to his apartment in San Francisco, just going through the motions in the weeks that followed. He ignored any calls, any attempts to contact him. His apartment was a mess of dirty dishes, overflowing trashcans filled nearly to the brim with takeout containers, and it was another morning of waking up hungover, hoping this was just a nightmare he'd wake up from soon.. It wasn't. In the weeks being separated from venom, he'd buried himself in a new project. There was now a rather impressive chicken coop set up on the balcony of his apartment, for his new two black silk chickens- Simon and Garfunkel.

That was a couple weeks ago. He was waking up again to the two black chickens bokking in his bed like cats demanding breakfast, and he groaned- Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, grimacing at the pounding in his head. "Alright alright I'm comin-" He grumbled, pushing himself to sit up, burying his face in his hands- Every day that passed got harder.. He felt like a goddam widow (wasn't he?).

{ open for venom }

[illbringthechaosmagic]

⛓ (Eddie and Wanda)

@tangleweave

Ship Kink Meme

Send ⛓ and I’ll fill in what my muse would do with yours.

Bold things they want to do Italicise maybes Strikethrough hard limits

biting | being bitten | marking | being marked | lap-dance (giving) | lap-dance (receiving) | scratching | being scratched | light bondage (receiving) | light bondage (applying) | heavy bondage (receiving) | heavy bondage (applying) | being put in handcuffs | handcuffing their partner | shibari (giving/receiving) | wearing a chastity cage/belt | key holding for a chastity cage/belt | wearing a collar | collaring their partner | edging their partner | being edged | being gagged | gagging their partner | hair pulling (giving) | hair pulling (receiving) | being blindfolded | blindfolding their partner | sensory deprivation (giving) | sensory deprivation (receiving) | spreader bar (giving) | spreader bar (receiving) | sex toys (giving) | sex toys (receiving) | mutual masturbation | penetrative sex (giving) | penetrative sex (receiving) | fingering (giving) | fingering (receiving) | fisting (giving) | fisting (receiving) | oral sex (giving) | oral sex (receiving) | strap-on (giving) | strap-on (receiving) | anal play (giving) | anal play (receiving) | wearing anal plugs (in public/under clothes) | their partner wearing anal plugs (in public/under clothes) | penetrative anal sex (giving) | penetrative anal sex (receiving) | double penetration (giving) | double penetration (receiving) | doggie style | group sex | nipple play/clamps (giving) | nipple play/clamps (receiving) | light impact play (giving) | light impact play (receiving) | hard impact play (giving) | hard impact play (receiving) | caning/flogging/whipping (giving) | caning/flogging/whipping (receiving) | spanking (giving) | spanking (receiving) | orgasm control/delay (giving) | orgasm control\delay (receiving) | orgasm denial (giving) | orgasm denial (receiving) | ruined orgasms (giving) | ruined orgasms (receiving) | tickling (giving) | tickling (receiving) | choking/breath play (giving) | choking/breath play (receiving) | knife/blood play (cutting) | knife/blood play (being cut) | humiliating/degrading their partner | being humiliated/degraded | electroplay (giving) | electroplay (receiving) | medical play (as doctor/nurse/etc) | medical play (as patient) | food play | golden showers | temperature play (giving) | temperature play (receiving) | wax play (giving) | wax play (receiving) | roleplay | phone-sex | sexting| public/semi-public sex | exhibitionism | voyeurism | bathroom permission (controlling) | bathroom permission (being controlled) | age play (as a little/younger) | age play (as a big/older/caregiver/mommy/daddy) | pet play (as a kitten/pony/puppy/etc) | pet play (as a master/owner/carer)

[illbringthechaosmagic]

@tangleweave

Wanda knew that Eddie had work to do and that she couldn't be by his side all of the time, but that didn't mean she didn't miss him like hell when he was away. Not only that but she worried about him, especially when she didn't know where in the world he was. She just had to hope that he would keep himself safe, and that he wouldn't be gone for too long.

"Any idea on when?" She asked, trying not to sound too needy in her tone. "Everyone's fine.. I think. I guess i haven't really noticed, if I'm being honest." While she did enjoy being around the rest of her team, there were times that she needed to be alone, or at least to not be surrounded by everyone all at once. "Oh? Did you think I had something to do with it?" she teased, "I promise it wasn't me."

“I miss you Eddie…”

Eddie's lips pursed at the wistful sound of Wanda's voice over the phone. If there was more he could tell her about where he was, he'd be doing it -- but the assignment he'd accepted meant that his location would have to remain under wraps until he was done with his fact-finding. The most dangerous places on Earth were places that had a habit of staying beneath the radar of the Avengers… and they deserved to have a light shone upon them.

But all things in their time. Hence the work Eddie was doing.

"Miss you too, babe." His grip on his cell phone tightened ever so slightly. "Hoping I'll be back home soon. How's everyone doing? News got all lit up about some sort'uh magic something in Salem. Normally I wouldn't'uh noticed, but… y'know, you bein' you an' everything…"

[brw]

Marvel men with a pregnant disposition:

Exodus

Wolverine

Reed Richards

Colossus

Alex Summers

Frank Castle

Eddie Brock

Luke Cage

Marvel men with an abortive disposition:

Akihiro

Kraken the Hunter

Doctor Doom

Gabriel Summers

Julio Richter

Tony Stark

Cable

Bullseye

[mutantjellybeans]

I will be honest I get a lil defensive when venom starts trending bc it’s such a big hyperfixation for me like these guys don’t even know venom and eddie canonically have 8 children together

[exhaslo]

Puzzle Pieces Ch11

(Mafia!Miguel x Shy!Reader)

Ch.1, Ch.2, Ch.3, Ch.4, Ch.5, Ch6, Ch7, Ch8, Ch9, Ch10

Warning: Smut so Minors DNI, mentions of abuse, blood, murder, language, fluff, bullying, mentions of sex, car sex, cockwarming, praise

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There was a slight chill in the air as the season's first snowflakes finally trickled down the cloudy sky. The moment Halloween passed, the atmosphere just smelled like Christmas. Every store, building and park was decorated for the holiday season.

Despite the cold winter air, the citizens of Nueva York kept their fall attire of simple t shirts and light sweaters. Those from out of town were easy to identify.

Such as Eddie Brock, who wore a thick coat and hat as he stood in front of your supermarket job. Frustrated by the fact that he could see his breathe, Eddie made his way inside. He breathed a sigh of relief towards the warmth and proceeded to the bakery section.

"Excuse me, is (Y/N) here?" Eddie said smoothly with a charming smile. One of the workers glanced at him,

"Not sure, she works at the Deli."

"Oh, Deli? Really?" Eddie whispered and thanked the worker.

That was a surprise. You were too chicken to handle something as fast pace as the deli back home. Here was worse. Hell, Eddie wouldn't be surprised if he saw you with gray hairs. Just the thought made him snort.

"Is (Y/N) around?" Eddie asked your supervisor.

Upon hearing your name, your supervisor glanced up at Eddie. Not recognizing the man, your supervisor hesitated. Everyone in the supermarket knew that you and Miguel were a thing. Miguel had already claimed you as his own and everyone was to make sure you did not have a hard time.

It wouldn't be pretty if you did.

"She called out." Your supervisor said simply and glanced at Eddie once more, "Mind if I ask who you are so I can inform her when she comes back."

"Her boyfriend. She left while I was away for work, do you think I could know when she works next? I'm sure she will be pleasantly surprised to see me,"

"Sorry, can't give out that information."

"Not even to her boyfriend?"

"No." Your supervisor said firmly. Eddie scoffed slightly,

"Fine. I'll be back tomorrow then."

Once Eddie was out of sight, your supervisor was quick to reach for the store phone. You picked a good day to call out, but Jessica was not here to see this interaction. Eddie was a dead man if Miguel ever found out that he claimed to be your boyfriend.

"Yes, I have some news for the boss."

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You were ecstatic as Miguel took you out for the day. It took little to no convincing when he had you call out and already had his driver waiting. You put on your best clothes for him and followed Miguel everywhere.

Everything you looked at for longer than 10 seconds, Miguel ended up buying. You were quick to get embarrassed and tried to tell him to stop spoiling you, but you secretly loved it. No one had spoiled you the way he was.

"The bed is going to have no room for us if you keep looking at stuffed animals," Miguel whispered in your ear before kissing your shoulder. You felt your cheeks heat up as you turned to him,

"S-Sorry, they're all just so c-cute." You replied and grabbed his hand as you pulled him past the store, "B-But I don't n-need anymore!"

"Amor (love), let me get you everything your heart desires." Miguel said with a loving smile.

You hugged Miguel in response. You really couldn't believe how good he was to you. That and you kept forgetting that he was rich. Miguel will literally buy you everything you want and that was dangerous.

"I-I like those plush...B-But all I really want t-to cuddle with is...is you," You squeaked, hiding your face in your sleeves.

Miguel nearly groaned at your cute little confession. He just wanted to grab you by the waist and cover you with kiss and marks, but, you were out in a public mall. Miguel had a reputation to keep. He was just going to have to wait until you two get in the car.

As the two of you passed a large opening, Miguel looked down at the street below. Furrowing his brows, Miguel watched as a small crowd formed around two drug addicts being cuffed by the police. This was nothing new, but the drug was.

Thanks to the new mafia gang in town, Venom, a new drug has spread like wildfire. Miguel did not like it when his city and people were being threaten. This new drug was making whoever took it hallucinate that they were part of a hive mind and worshiped their King.

"Miggy, I'm going to get a drink. D-Do you want anything?" You asked innocently, unaware of what was happening around you.

"No thank you, amor. Here," Miguel gave you his card and kissed your hand, "Get yourself a snack too. You look a little pale,"

"Mhm, t-thank...you,"

Miguel watched you smile shyly, hurrying back to the line. He had to protect your smile. You were robbed of it so much already. As Miguel watched you, he felt his burner ring. Quickly answering it, Miguel moved away from other people.

"Sir, we got a tip from the supermarket. A stranger appeared and requested for (Y/N), claiming to be her boyfriend." Jessica said over the line. Miguel inhaled sharply,

"Did they send footage?"

"Yes, Lyla is sending you an enhanced image of her ex. We'll finally have a face to go with the name."

"The audacity for him to call himself her boyfriend, ha...Hahaha, I'm going to-"

"Hehe, what's so funny?" You asked, your smile wide as you drank your sweet smoothie. Miguel stroked your cheek,

"Nothing, mi dulce conejito (my sweet little bunny)." Miguel patted your head, adoring your expression, "Jessica, I want everyone to keep an eye out, okay?" He whispered.

"One more thing, Miguel. Apparently, Eddie is going to keep going back to the supermarket until he sees (Y/N)."

"That won't happen,"

With a click, Miguel hung up on Jessica and returned his attention to you. That smile of yours was being threaten again. As much as Miguel wanted to leave and go find your ex now, he couldn't leave you alone.

"Miguel, is there anything you want?" You asked, holding his hand.

"We're shopping for you today,"

"I-I know, but Christmas...is around the c-corner...and...and I want to get you s-something...t-that you'll like...or...need." You whispered, pressing your head against his arm. Miguel felt his chest tighten, wondering how many horrible holidays you've gone through,

"Anything you give me I'll cherish with all my heart," Miguel kissed the top of your head, walking around the mall some more, "But, if it pleases you, I can have my assistant, Lyla, help you."

"R-Really?! T-Thank you!"

Miguel was eager to gobble you up again. He resisted and kept spoiling you by buying clothes, gifts and whatever you looked at. He had forgotten about Christmas, since it really wasn't something that Miguel focused on.

Miguel probably should start getting his mother and brother something for Christmas, and of course you. Noticing one of the pop up Christmas stores coming up ahead, Miguel felt you slightly pull against his sleeve.

"Go on, conejita (bunny). I'm right behind you."

You squealed softly as you hurried to the store. Miguel chuckled lowly since it was one of those calendar stores, but it wasn't the calendars that made you excited. Miguel casually stood behind you as you ravaged the puzzles.

Now this gave Miguel an idea.

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You hummed happily as you walked out of the mall with lots of new puzzles. Sure, Miguel bought you plenty of other things, but the puzzles was what you were more excited about. Having his driver take all of your bags, you smiled as Miguel followed you inside.

"Someone's happy," Miguel teased. You slowly crawled onto his lap, pecking his lips,

"Thank you...so...so much!" You chirped. Miguel's hands rested against your waist, gently biting your lip,

"We have some time until we reach the restaurant." He groaned, slowly undoing your pants. You huffed your cheeks softly,

"D-Don't be t-too rough."

"Never," Miguel said with a smirk as he hand stroked your cheek.

You whimpered softly, feeling your heart race as Miguel started to give you an array of kisses. Although you said for him not to be too rough, you honestly loved it when he was. Slowly grinding your hips against his, you melted against his touch.

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Eddie cursed slightly as he walked down the streets of Nueva York. His hands were stuffed in his pockets as he watched the normal citizens ignore him. That was all going to change soon. Soon, his new drug was going to get into everyone's hands.

Everyone will worship him.

But, he couldn't without his star player. You. Eddie needed you to help put his new drug into regular citizen's hands. But you just had to move without telling anyone. You just had to be useless and make his life harder.

"Gentle, Eddie. We have to be gentle at first," Eddie whispered to himself.

He wasn't going to take you back without force of course. Eddie knew that he could still manipulate you to do his bidding. All he had to do was say a few sweet words and you would come crawling back to him. It was easy.

Stopping at the edge of a sidewalk, Eddie couldn't help but notice the fancy limo car beside him. He cocked a brow since the back of the mini limo was shaking. A soft chuckle escaped his lips, knowing that someone was having the time of their life.

The windows weren't even tinted that much. When the light turned green, Eddie went to get a glance as the slutty couple. His eyes widen as he swore he saw you moaning as you bounced on some stranger's dick.

"Nah, we're just seeing things now." Eddie whispered, before reaching for his phone, "But...I better get (Y/N)'s address just to be sure."

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You moaned loudly as Miguel held your hips down. You were clenching against his dick as your body calmed down from another harsh orgasm. You swore you saw stars as your body finally relaxed. Miguel chuckled, kissing your neck as he slowly started to thrust back into you,

"See? I said I would be gentle," He teased, rubbing your clit in the process. You wrapped your arms around his neck, whimpering softly,

"I-I know~ mhm~ B-But...W-What if s-someone...ah~"

"I can always lower the window,"

"N-No~" You cried out as Miguel went faster, "M-Miggy~ I-I w-wanna be able t-to w-walk~"

"You will, baby," Miguel chuckled darkly.

Flinging your head back as you rode Miguel's dick, you moaned as you felt nothing but pleasure. Miguel grunted as he pulled you back in and groaned as he started to get rougher. You gasped and cried as Miguel brought you to another orgasm.

"Miguel~" You cried out.

"Good girl, (Y/N)," Miguel groaned as he unloaded inside of you, "See, still gentle,"

"Mhm," You rested against his chest, calming from your high, "S-Still super e-embarrassing. A-Are you sure...y-your driver d-didn't hear us?" Miguel carefully fixed you back up as the driver looked for parking,

"I'm sure." Miguel smirked, pecking your lips as he trailed your panty line, "Want him to hear us?"

"N-No!" You squeaked, covering your face.

Miguel laughed towards your behavior and helped you out of the car. He wrapped his arm around your waist and helped you into the restaurant since your legs were still shaking. He glanced down at your flustered cheeks and thought. He needed to casually tell you that it wasn't safe to go back to work.

"(Y/N), what would you think about not working at the supermarket anymore? I can take care of all your needs." He whispered as the waiter greeted them. You glanced up at Miguel,

"B-But...I don't want-" You stopped, knowing that Miguel didn't think of you as a burden, "I-I'll feel like I'm...just using y-you. I-I want to w-work too."

"Then, work for me?" Miguel suggested as they sat at their fancy table, "I could always use an extra hand." He offered. Your eyes sparkled at the suggestion,

"R-Really?" You gasped and thought, "A-As much...as I-I would like a c-change...but...I...I really can't."

"Why not, baby?"

"W-Well...I-I haven't had...a chance to t-tell you...But," You covered your mouth, looking shyly towards Miguel, "M-My parents...o-own the supermarket I work at...W-Which i-is why...s-someone like me can e-even work...t-there."

Miguel's eyes widen as he proceeded this new information. The supermarket that he took care of his mafia business at; the supermarket were he got his goods from; the supermarket that Miguel had great connection with....was owned by your family.

And those same owners told your ex where you went.

"Is that so?" Miguel said with a devilish smirk.

This just made things even easier for Miguel.

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next chapter

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[lilunaire]

TEASER 11 - CH.11 TIL WE BURN OUR SKINS

Yeah I know, a teaser, not the actual chapter. But, it's better than nothing right ? So today, here's a big teaser to compensate for this huge wait, and if it takes me more than two weeks to be fully done with the chapter, i'll drop another one. But chapter 11 should be there this october guys, and it's currently 62 pages and 26k words (and going!).

Enjoy ♡

(teasers below the line)

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“I think this guy likes you.”

Em-Jay’s voice pulls her out of her thoughts as she turns her head toward a group of young men, one of whom she knows has been staring at her for several minutes. The reason she’s ignoring him?

Gwen hated the 'canon', and she had good reason. As such, she tried not to judge people based on who they were. But sometimes it’s hard to put aside all your preconceptions about the people around you.

Especially when that person’s name is Eddie Brock.

So she ignores the fact that this was at least the seventh time he’d come to one of their show, that he never took his eyes off her when she performed on stage, or when she sat at the bar with her friends.

“So?”

… (little skip)

“So you should go see him and ask for his number. — Not interested, I pass. — Come on! He's come to see us at least five times, and every time he's looking at you. Take your chance! — I don't want to date a stalker. — He's not a 'stalker'…”

She didn't want to date Eddie Brock, period. Okay, there were worse things in the world. But being in a relationship with the person who had the best chance of becoming a symbiote host if they ever showed up on her Earth was probably not the best idea she could have. ---------- Their little hangout goes on more quickly than she had anticipated, and soon most of the people had either gone home or are sprawled out somewhere on the floor of the apartment. She is sitting on the floor too, her back to the couch, Em-Jay’s head on her lap, whose hair she absently strokes to gently ease her into a peaceful sleep.

She feels someone sit down next to her, but she already knows who it is anyway.

“So, did you enjoy the tonight? — It was pretty nice.”

She doesn’t elaborate further. She doesn’t feel as uncomfortable as before around him. In fact, he didn’t really seem like a bad guy. Maybe there really were exceptions in the multiverse after all. He holds two large glasses of water in his hand and hands her one.

“Here, drink this. I don’t know if you’ve been drinking tonight, but it always feels good.”

… (little skip)

She doesn’t know what made her change her mind: was it that more vulnerable side he had put on? The pictures of his adorable dog he had shown her? Maybe just the fatigue of the week that had simply fried a few neurons.

She doesn’t know if seeing the notification on her phone would have made her give a different answer. A 'Good night', from the boy she loved the most in the world, sent right at the time she usually sent an 'I’m going to bed', accompanied by a penguin emoji.

What is certain is that you can’t change the past, and that night, she said yes. ---------- Margo was currently using Gwen's phone, scrolling through Vine, an app that had been gone for years on E-22191. She could be heard laughing at various videos, punctuating the conversation regularly.

Well, that was until she gasped loudly, drawing everyone's attention, before saying not so discreetly “You have a date with Eddie Brock?!”. A sudden sound of glass breaking.

Silence fell heavily as she realized what she had just said out loud, but their eyes almost immediately went to a still surprised Gwen.

Aware that the others were waiting for a response, she stood up and went to retrieve her phone. She read the message, and sure enough, Eddie asked her if she was still up for this Wednesday night.

She stammered for a moment before she could come up with a proper response.

“Um, yeah. But it’s just a little date, nothing crazy.”

No one answers for the next few seconds, but she knows exactly what they’re all thinking right now. ---------- “I have a boyfriend.”

She rips the bandage off in one go. Miles doesn’t react at first, as if he didn’t hear, just stares at his Spider-Man mask in his hand. But the way he freezes is proof that her words have reached his ears. He stops playing with the fabric of his spandex, she even has the impression that he stops breathing for a moment.

“Miles? — So… you and Eddie? — Yeah, it’s official.”

He looks away, eyeing the crowd, the New Yorkers getting out of work. Some seemed in a hurry, others took their time. Parents were buying ice cream for their kids, students were buying their dinner for tonight at street stalls, elderly couples were feeding the pigeons.

“Are you mad at me? she finally asks when he still doesn't answer. — Of course not. — That's the impression I get, anyway…” ---------- Betty grabs her backpack with a little difficulty to take her water bottle and take a few sips, before putting everything down. She signals Gwen to resume the swinging.

“We talked a bit about everything, about what had happened to us since he left school… He told me he did a lot of therapy, and that it opened his eyes to a lot of things.”

Gwen doesn't answer, too many thoughts switching in her brain, as she reviews all the things that had happened a few years ago.

“He didn't say it explicitly but…”

The drummer looks up.

“I think Peter's death was a shock to him. — I wish he had one before.”

Betty looks away.

“Yeah, me too…” ---------- But no, instead she ruins everything, over and over again. She has distanced herself from the others in order to focus on being Spider-Woman, but still hasn't managed to get her hands on the heart of the criminal network that takes up all her time.

The sign says a three-minute wait time.

So this was her destiny? To be as useless as Gwen Stacy as she is as Spider-Woman? A burden in any skin, with any face.

Em-Jay says the subway is coming.

A bad friend.

Glory says to back off, just to be safe.

A lousy girlfriend.

Betty takes her arm when she doesn't back off on her own.

The worst superhero New York could ever have known.

[multiverseofseries]

Venom: un cinecomic fuori tempo massimo

Venom: il film con Tom Hardy sembra provenire da un altro decennio; un'occasione sprecata per un personaggio Marvel che avrebbe meritato di più.

Venom: una scena del film

Ed è un peccato. Perché l'idea di creare un nuovo franchise parallelo a quello di Spider-Man e tutto dedicato ad un "supereroe" così atipico poteva essere un'idea affascinante, soprattutto una volta individuato come protagonista una superstar del calibro di Tom Hardy. Ma al film di Ruben Fleischer manca davvero tutto: in Venom non ci sono sequenze d'azione degne di questo nome, manca completamente il tono epico che spesso accompagna questo genere cinematografico e non vi è traccia di sorprese o colpi di scena nella trama. State pur certi che nel giro di pochi minuti vi sarete fatti un'idea fin troppo precisa di tutta la storia di Eddie Brock, dettagli inclusi. E che non ci sarà nulla in grado di sorprendervi nei 90 minuti successivi. Se non, appunto, la breve durata della pellicola, che arriva a 112 minuti soltanto grazie a dei titoli di coda e due scene post credits particolarmente lunghe. Molto altro del girato del film è rimasto in sala montaggio e, a detta dello stesso Hardy, lo stesso vale per le scene migliori di tutto il film. Visto il risultato finale, non facciamo fatica a credergli.

Venom: Tom Hardy e Michelle Williams in un momento del film

Trama prevedibile, cast sprecato, regia svogliata: ma è davvero un cinecomic del 2018?

Venom: Michelle Williams in una scena del film

Possibile davvero che questo Venom risulti così datato e sbagliato a causa dei troppi tagli? O si tratta di un film già sbagliato in partenza? La domanda è legittima perché altrimenti nel cast di Venom davvero non si riuscirebbe a spiegare la presenza di un'altra star quale Michelle Williams, a cui spetta un personaggio femminile talmente imbarazzante. Almeno Tom Hardy si diverte nel destreggiarsi in un ruolo che è fondamentalmente comico, in alcuni momenti quasi al limite dello slapstick, ma comunque molto lontano da quello che oggi, fortunatamente, il sottogenere dei cinecomic è in grado di offrire. Dimentichiamoci pure il senso del tragico dei moderni supereroi filmici, mettiamo da parte la spavalderia sexy ed istrionica dei vari Iron Man o Doctor Strange, e godiamoci invece un attore che smette i soliti panni del duro per accogliere quelli un po' goffi e per nulla eroici di Eddie Brock. O almeno godiamoci per modo di dire, visto che il (pessimo) doppiaggio/adattamento italiano del film infierisce anche sull'unico elemento che sarebbe potuto essere positivo.

Venom: Tom Hardy affronta gli avversari in un scena

Ma anche Tom Hardy al suo meglio non può comunque salvare questo Venom. Perché non può nulla davanti al problema degli ironici dialoghi tra il protagonista e il simbionte alieno che troppo spesso finiscono con l'essere al limite del ridicolo. Si sorride ogni tanto, certo, ma è il tono dell'intero film ad essere sbagliato. Così come sbagliata è la scelta di rendere per tutti un film che la natura stessa del personaggio avrebbe avuto bisogno di un maggiore coraggio e di un po' di sangue in più. Per non parlare poi delle motivazioni dell'antagonista umano e della pessima, e terribilmente datata, scelta di inserire un nemico che è semplicemente una versione più cattiva e grossa del "supereroe" in questione. Si trattava di una scelta errata anche nei migliori film del Marvel Cinematic Universe, figuriamoci in un film come questo dove anche solo la CGI non è assolutamente all'altezza delle produzioni più blasonate.

Venom: Tom Hardy e Riz Ahmed in una scena del film

Il problema più serio di Venom rimane però la poca personalità dietro la macchina da presa e la carenza di un qualsivoglia senso nella sceneggiatura: si tratta di una nuova origin story, certo, ma a quale scopo? Cosa dovrebbe rappresentare il personaggio di Venom così come l'abbiamo visto nel vasto e difficile panorama dei cinecomic attuale? Quale sarebbe la ventata di novità che porta? Perché, anche senza andare a scomodare gli altri film della Marvel/Disney chiaramente di tutt'altro livello anche produttivo, come può questo film pensare di poter competere con prodotti quali Deadpool o Logan? In Venom non c'è nulla del coraggio, dell'irriverenza o anche solo dell'epica che la Fox è riuscita, a fatica e dopo lungo tempo, ad estrapolare dai personaggi Marvel, ma solo la volontà di sfruttare un nome che, da solo, può portare in sala i fan del fumetto e di una star del cinema. Eppure, i precedenti Spider-Man insegnano, ormai tutto questo non basta. Alla fine della nostra recensione ci sentiamo di scrivere che Venom è un film nato male e realizzato anche peggio: probabile che ce ne dimenticheremo tutti presto, oppure, nella "migliore" delle ipotesi, finiremo con il deriderlo e richiamarlo alla memoria tra i peggiori cinecomic di sempre o come esempio di ciò che non dovrebbe mai essere un film di supereroi. Vecchio.

[lunchtiger]

Some concept drawings for my Daredevil x Eddie Brock x Venom fanfic. Upper left is a scribble showcasing what he looked like in Ch.21, and the right is a sneak peek at how Venom will manifest in Ch.26 when Matt-Venom gets busy with Eddie.

[koufax73]

Eddie Brock: "Non siamo prede" è il nuovo video

Esce per Sangita Records e distribuito da ADA Music Italy il videoclip ufficiale del brano Non siamo prede del cantautore Eddie Brock, colonna sonora originale del film La preda diretto dal regista abruzzese Pierluigi Di Lallo. Ambientato tra le antiche mura di Guardiagrele (CH), il videoclip Non Siamo Prede rappresenta un tassello importante del cortometraggio, contribuendo a diffondere il…

[fieldsofview]

Ch 7 of "Spider-Man: Homesickness" is out now!

Fic Rating: M Chapter Word Count: 5.7k Fic Word Count (so far): 51.7k Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Harry Osborn & Peter Parker, Michelle Jones & Gwen Stacy & Mary Jane Watson, Gwen Stacy & Peter Parker, Miles Morales & Peter Parker, Eddie Brock & Peter Parker, Ned Leeds & Peter Parker, Harry Osborn/Mary Jane Watson Primary Tags: Post-Movie: Spider-Man: No Way Home (2021), Post-Canon, 5 Years Later, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unreliable Narrator, Slow Build, Slow Burn, Hurt/Comfort, Depression Summary:

Nearly 5 years after Dr. Strange's spell, Peter has settled into a routine: Patrol. Save people. Record the patrol. Edit the video. Sell the video. Pay rent. Eat. Sleep. Don't let anyone look too closely. Repeat. Sure, he misses his friends. He misses May. But, that doesn't matter because he's saving his neighborhood, his city, one petty crime at a time. Alone, because he doesn't need a team anyway. It's better this way. The multiverse is intact and everything is as it should be. or: The week that Peter finally learns to let people in again, despite kicking and screaming the whole way.

Read on AO3 Here!

[illbringthechaosmagic]

If there was one thing that Wanda could guarantee about Eddie, it was that he never failed to make her smile. From the moment that he opened the door to his apartment until now, when they were laying in his bed together, she couldn't help but smile. He made her happy, she enjoyed his company and she truly had missed him when she had been away. Which she was sure he would be able to tell, giving how much she had kissed him in that short space of time.

"Is that so?" She whispered, a soft sigh leaving her as she felt his hand slip into her panties. "And what if you need to eat? Or you need to use the bathroom?" She teased, knowing full well that he hadn't meant he would spend the whole entire night in the bed with her. Kissing him back softly, her own hand moved down his chest, finding its way down between them and resting gently against his crotch. "Next time I'm bringing you with me... I'm gonna need help winding down after..."

[ #19 ] ( Eddie )

The moment Wanda was back in New York, she'd headed right to Eddie's apartment. Three weeks away from the other had been a killer and all she needed was to spend her time with him, to cuddle with him and make up for their lost time. As she caught a cab to his, she had text him to make sure that he was at home, not wanting to end up showing up to an empty house.

The instant his door was opened, she practically threw herself at him, limbs wrapping around him as she kissed him passionately. She didn't want to wait to say their hellos, this was far better anyhow. The kiss lasted until they both needed air, with Wanda pulling back a little so she could look at him with a smile. "Bedroom sounds good to me right now."

Of course it wasn't long until they were laying on Eddie's bed, her hand resting on his cheek as she felt his move down between her legs. "God I've missed you. I need you Eddie baby."

[things-characters-definitely-say]

Venom: Feed me.

Eddie: Under no circumstances.

Venom: Feed me.

Eddie: I will not, so stop asking.

Venom: Feed me!

Eddie: No! No more! I can't take living with the guilt!

Venom: Tough titty.

Eddie: Watch your language!

Venom: Aw, cut the crap. Bring on the meat.

[mutantjellybeans]

New venom movie coming out and my hyperfixation is back in full force so if anyone wants to talk about venom comics I’m here (just not the 2021-onward comics because I fucking hate the current run)

[catdares]

@foxymuses continued from here

her neighbor was a little weird, she’d figured that out pretty early on. “oh, well ...” that was an interesting answer. fell into the bay. how did someone just fall into the bay. she held the door open for him. “i take it you lost your keys when you fell into the bay?” she said, “lucky i was home. do you ... have a spare key to your apartment? or do you want ... i’m pretty good at picking a lock. i can get you back in to your apartment,” she offered.